Category Archives: Grief

I find the concept of “Holy Saturday” interesting. I mean, what are we supposed to do on Saturday, especially after commemoration of the last supper on Holy Thursday, and the mournful solemnity of “Good” Friday? I’m not sure I would … Continue reading →

This week a young African American man was shot to death by two police officers in his grandparent’s back yard. As often happens, the police has some official explanation for what happened, and have put the two officers on “paid … Continue reading →

As I walked through this day, I remained keenly aware of the sadness that has tagged along with me. The after effects of the sudden death of a work colleague yesterday have lingered, so everything I did today seemed to … Continue reading →

Sometimes my body know things before my head does. Often, long before it comes to my consciousness that something is bothering me, my body has already sent out signals that something is going on. I noticed today, as I anticipated … Continue reading →

I have continued ruminating on theme of grief that I began yesterday. After my mother died, I watched what happened to my father. I spent a lot of time in those early weeks after her death helping him pay bills, … Continue reading →

The past few days I’ve been in a bit of a funk–sometimes cranky, sometimes sad, often distracted. What is wrong with you? I chide myself, judging and chastising myself for not being able to “pull myself together and get on with … Continue reading →

Tonight I decided that rather than skip another night entirely, I would repost a piece from my Forty Days blog. So I asked Siri to pick a number between one and 40. He picked four. This turned out to be … Continue reading →